He Loves Her

Chapter 1 : The day I met him

Roseline Angelina Brown

Sprinting down the empty hallways of my High School , I mentally curse my evil Ballet teacher,  Mrs. Spencer. If she didn't tire me so much last night , I won't be late for the first time in my life for class. She's a tyrant , I swear. She wants perfection... and so do I.

But you can never achieve perfection in a single night, right?

I love ballet , absolutely adore it. I got the passion of dance from my mother, I love the way her eyes light up each time she watches me dance. She's my world and I'd do anything for her.

But really, Mrs. Spencer is being a real pain in the arse these days. Maybe her new husband isn't treating her well. Yeah, that could be the reason or why would she act like she's PMSing all the time?

I mentally scold myself for thinking like that about my teacher. Shaking my head, I look up to see I've reached Mr. Banner's class, Mathematics. The class has already started and I look at my watch to check how much I missed.

Fifteen Minutes!? Oh Fudge!

"Good morning , Mr Banner," I swiftly knock on the door to catch my teacher's attention. He looks at me shocked, no wonder surprised at my late appearance. Here's the thing, I'm extremely devoted to my studies and classes. I'm what they call "the nerd" because you would always find me nose buried in books. "Ah Miss Brown! I thought you were sick when I didn't see you arrive?" Mr. Banner smiles warmly at me as I enter the class.

"Sorry, Mr. Banner. Slept in," I reply softly, embarrassed as I take my seat on the usual spot in the front row.

He nods, waving his hand dismissively, "Oh no Miss Brown, I can totally ignore the first late appearance of my favourite student. The class was awfully dull without you," My face heats at his words, so much I'm pretty sure I look like an overly-ripe tomato at the moment.

Now you know , I can't take compliments!

I just utter a soft "thank you" before opening my book. And Mr. Banner chuckles before finally taking mercy on me and resumes his lecture as he takes us to the boring world of mathematics and logistics.

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The bell rings to declare the end of the first class, I gather my books as I wait for everyone to walk out of the classroom. Once everyone is gone, I stand and exit the classroom but not before thanking Mr. Banner for the lecture and wishing him a good day.

You never know how your small kind acts can make someone's day. I've vowed to myself that I would appreciate the good things in my life and be grateful for them. It's a shame, we don't pay attention to the people that surrounds us like we do to ourselves. If once we did, we would know how we're not the only ones with problems in the world.

And maybe just maybe, for once we would be thankful for our lives. I look at the insides of people, the tense lines that decorate Mrs. John , the librarian's face. Telling me she's going through a tough time and everyday before I walk to the library, I buy her a red rose to cheer her up. She loves roses.

How Mr. Fin, the cleaner, looks tired and exhausted from his late night shifts. I notice the slight pain that flash in my best friend, Margaret's eyes when I mention my mother. She lost her mom two years ago in a car crash. And no matter how much she disguises her pain under her bad girl attitude I know her better.

I jump when an arm drapes around my shoulders, breaking my chain of thoughts. "Earth to Roseline." The raspy voice of my best friend sounds in my ear, making me smile.

Speak of the devil.

"Hi Maggie! where were you in the first class?" I poke her stomach with my elbow and she dramatically clutches it, letting out a loud shriek.